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[Exasperated sigh. Stands. Leaves the room.]

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doot doooo de do-doo!

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[Well they all three cheat, and Clarkson cheats worst of all by so much. And none of them are nice to each other, like, ever. So yes it's unfair, but there's no need to cry!

Well he can do the whole 'down on one knee' bit but it really seems... inappropriate for the moment. Forced would be more like it; just because she's been angry with him today shouldn't make him propose as a kneejerk reaction, right? So, it's better that they're discussing it in a civilized manner, even if it is... like rushing to reschedule an appointment.

Oh come on, Emma Adams, it's the truth, he is an idiot for not bringing it up sooner. He leans in a little as she touches his face; well at least he's not getting smacked this time around. "If it makes him feel any better?" Apfft Emma!

He snorts, the smallest of smirks tugging at his lips.] No, it doesnae make me feel any better. [Yeah he's probably just as terrified as you.] I dunno. Finish foldin' th' laundry? [His lips quirk upward at the corners as he sizes her up very fast for a--yep, there's a quick peck on her lips before he's pulling her up off the bed.

This is a collaborative effort from now on, future Mrs. Emma Riley!]